And here we stand to watch the theatrical life
That completely dark to be touched by heart
There’s no home for sincerity to survive
We screamed on the equator so hard
Like a swarm of ants with 10 years-a king
Looking for some sweet in the small holes
Don’t care about the giants, death and everything
On this tropical mainland, to be unified is our goals!
But that goals is disallowed
We try on and on so many time ago
Our destination is not to be a winner and don’t want someone to lose
But it seems like we’re trapped in this archipelago
On the September gray.. one of us is died
I was fly without wings.. with no wide open grave
I’m worry about the king.. Don’t ask me why!
Now we’re fighting with rage, love and brave
Sceptical like a missing child
Little egocentric cause loss of right turns to left
But they stigmatize us a wild
We’re just children that yearning the peaceful-playground
I’m just hunter with no weapon
Peering for justice in the jungle on downtown
I’m talking with flowers, and need no gun
We’re not prisoners but we’re bridled
And I don’t need your arsenic to make this life tragic
I’m just a normal human
From your mouth comes hundreds of bullet
You extruded me from my own house
You hose off me with Indian Ocean
The unwritten rules likes volcanic eruption in Java
He’s lonely between the Dutch and the Hindia
(Jakarta. January 2nd 2014)
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